Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 2348: The bitterness and sweetness of Belgium

Compared with Germany, which is currently facing the invasion of the living corpse, Belgium, which is also adjacent to the Dutch disaster area, is fortunate. Almost all this is due to the choice of the U.S. soldiers who led the family to counterattack the living corpses from the north of Belgium. Li.

　　 But this is not a coincidence after all.

　　Because the Belgian Minister of Magic, Ms. De Quinn, and Ms. Maxim are familiar with each other, I remember assisting Hermione when the Resistance Alliance was established not long ago. Wiley knew this and decided to enter the Netherlands from Belgium. .

　　 It is precisely because the Blois family set up a stronghold on the border between Belgium and the Netherlands, this has prevented Belgium from being invaded by living corpses. On this point, probably the whole of Belgium would like to express its gratitude to Willie.

　　 In fact, at this moment, Ms. De Quinn is silently grateful for all this, thank you for this extravagant peace and tranquility...

　　"Minister, today the northern border is still safe. Even if there are a few missing fish, they were cleared by the Blois family patrol team before crossing the border. Thanks to them, our country is currently no matter what Whether it’s a wizard or a Muggle, they still maintain an orderly rhythm of life... It’s just that it takes more time to move the people from the north to the south."

　　In the Minister's Office of the Belgian Ministry of Magic, the head of the Misinformation Office who is mainly responsible for contacting the Muggle Prime Minister of his country is reporting today's specific situation to Ms. De Quinn.

　　 is now in an extraordinary period. The misinformation office where there may not be a few serious work in the whole year has been completely busy, but I probably don’t like the feeling of running around for a crisis.

　　, you can see that the head of the room not only has a messy beard and hair, but also has a tired expression on his face. Look at his appearance, I am afraid that he has not been able to sleep well for many days.

　　 Of course, Ms. De Quinn, who is the minister, is actually no better than him.

　　 "Very good," De Quinn, who was sitting behind his desk, nodded immediately after hearing the report from the other party. "Thanks to the young Miss Blois, at least nothing has happened! As for the migration. People’s affairs, I can’t help it, I can’t be anxious... But to be honest, even I’m like this in Belgium. I can’t imagine what is going on in Germany now."

　　 "It's a mess anyway!" The misinformation in front of him, the manager of the office, twitched his lips, his expression obviously became a little subtle, "If this goes on... Hey, the Brandt family must be unable to hold it, that's it. I don’t know when they will run...Oh! Sorry lady, I mean—"

　　 As he said this, he seemed to realize that this shouldn't be said in front of De Quinn, and he was busy trying to forcibly restore it. But at this time, Ms. De Quinn waved her hand gently, preventing his meaningless explanation.

　　 "It's okay, don't care, what you said is the truth."

　　 "Uh," the other party was silent, and after a few seconds of awkward silence, he nodded apologetically, "Then...I will go down and do something."

　　 "Okay," De Quinn nodded at him again, "You should also take time to rest. You have been working hard during this time."

　　"This is my responsibility."

　　 After the misinformation office manager said, he finally leaned forward and went out from the door. As the door closed, De Quinn at the back of the desk could not help taking off his glasses and leaning against the back of the chair, rubbing sorely. Bulging eyebrows.

　　 And at the next moment, with a soft "creak", the door of the room in the corner behind her was suddenly opened, and a long figure walked out from inside.

　　"Emily, don’t let the family rest. Let’s take a good rest! As far as you are, there is nothing you can do... and these documents need to be reviewed, right? Let me Do it for you!"

　　 Lai Ren is a middle-aged wizard with a handsome appearance and a calm expression. He speaks with an aura that is hard to refuse. Although De Quinn had been the Minister of Magic for so long, he still fell short of it.

　　 But fortunately, she herself doesn't seem to be unable to accept this gap... Or, in fact, she has become accustomed to this feeling a long time ago.

　　 "Erich, you don't need...oh, okay!"

　　 De Quinn stood up from the chair and gave the desk to the other party. He even waved his wand and poured a cup of tea for the other party and put it on the side of the desk.

　　 Watching the other party sit down indifferently, and handling the mountain of report documents very skillfully, De Quinn stood by and looked at it for a while, then took his teacup and walked to the side of the sofa to sit down. Go down.

　　 The tea in the cup was already cold, but she didn't care about this little thing, so she took herbal tea and ate a few snacks on the coffee table in front of her.

　　 After filling in a little deflated belly, she leaned on the soft sofa cushions and looked up at the man who was sitting behind her desk and was busy working proficiently.

　　 De Quinn does not need to worry about the other party’s problems when dealing with Ministry of Magic affairs, because the man in front of him was the minister of the German Ministry of Magic about a month ago, and he was even better at work than her. Much better!

　　Yes, Erich Brandt has always been an extremely good wizard~IndoMTL.com~Whether it was when he was going to school in Busbarton, or when he was working at the German Ministry of Magic-even now Now he has become a vagrant man, and he is still like this.

　　 Otherwise, how could De Quinn have been obsessed with each other for ten years, almost lonely for a lifetime?

　　"Erich, do you know? Now that disaster is here and I am very busy every day, I feel that these days can already be said to be one of the two happiest periods in my life. "

　　 "'Two periods'? What is another period? When you were young?"

　　The middle-aged man behind the desk didn't look up, but he asked a little while he was writing something in the sand.

　　 "It’s not bad to have parents in love when I was young, but it’s a pity that I answered incorrectly." Although de Quinn is well maintained, he is not young anymore, but at this time he seems to be back at his most beautiful age. , Quite a little girl chuckled and said, "I want to say, and the days after you and me were together... don't you think so?"

　　 "Oh! Yes, of course, that's right—"

　　 The man paused with his pen tip, and nodded with a busy smile.

　　 But at this moment, the door of the office was knocked again, interrupting the bitter and sweet private time between the two of them, like Belgian chocolate.

　　 "Minister! Bo... the Brandt family is here!"

　　 Before the door opened, the man outside couldn't wait to speak loudly.